Lyrics Early in the Mornin' - C.W. Stoneking

Early in the Mornin'

Well I’m never goin' back, to that country again
If I live for a long, long time
Where my guitar played itself, leanin by the wall
It give me a worried mind
Well it’s early, in the mornin
Got my Sunday clothes
I been out
The side of the road
Out where the four winds blow
When I lived there I was superstitious
I felt like I was bout to die
Knew every day, like I’d lived it before
The Devil was in the corner of my eye
Well it’s early, in the mornin
Got my Sunday clothes
I been out
The side of the road
Out where the four winds blow
Lord that dirt road long… empty
The fields, dark at night
Ain’t nothin' for a person to do
'Tween dusk, and the break o' daylight
Well it’s early, in the mornin
Got my Sunday clothes
I been out
The side of the road
Out where the four winds blow